[center]~|Day 2, 18:15-18:20 GST|~
~|Khan, Prisoner Complex (Medical Bay)|~[/center]

Koren's clap didn't so much startle Khan or scare him like it did Jayda as much as it shook him out of his little combat-happy reverie. The fact that the Zabrak was likewise counseling him against it definitely helped, especially her mentioning that their fight was likely to be interrupted if they started here and now. That said, he couldn't help but be pleased that his strategy of friendship over outright opposing her was working much better than he'd hoped or anticipated judging by her stance and reaction, although he was a little bit puzzled by the mix of sadness, nervousness and apparent affection that ran through her body language in pretty fast succession when her attention was fixed on him but then again he was reading body language, not minds. The laughter felt like a definite victory at least, even if it became tinged with bitterness.

Koren was probably right along with Jayda, and it was probably bad of him to forget even for an instant that they [i]were[/i] on a dangerous prison ship with Jayda's reminders about Sish possibly torturing him derailing his little victorious and eager to fight burst. Still, the Zabrak's legitimate concern for him was obvious enough to someone who had spent his entire early childhood communicating almost exclusively through body language and it was certainly enough to make him think that she might be...well, definitely different from how he had been raised to think a Sith ought to be, for one thing. They were supposed to be merciless, calculating killers or else monsters ruled by wild passions lashing out at and corrupting everything around them. Avatars of everything that was...well, evil. But this one wasn't that at all, in fact he couldn't help but wonder why she was with the other Sith to begin with. So, with all the tact and strategy of someone his age, he asked.

"You don't seem like a Sith, so why are you with them? If your Master really is as terrifying and violent as all that, why is he your Master? You seem a lot more like a Jedi anyways, so how did you wind up coming here? It...doesn't seem like the sort of place an honorable warrior comes to easily." 

The boy didn't go so far as to ask her to join them, and he adjusted his stance with his comment to try and indicate the statement was just one of surprise rather than actually questioning her honor. After the question he actually smiled at her and inclined his head slightly without taking his eyes off of her. 

"No, [b]when[/b] we do fight I don't want it interrupted, and I guess being tortured would impede my ability to have a good fight. Please do me the favor of staying in decent enough condition to do the same!"

With that he stepped cheerily closer towards the other Jedi, trying to hide the fact that with his curiosity used up and his mind taken off of the possibility for a decent fight to express himself with, the thought of the reptilian Sith torturing or maiming him had begun to swirl around in his head and yes, frighten him a little.  He had mainly been semidetached and curious about everything so far with the exception of Xid nearly being taken away earlier, but now it was finally occurring to him that this was all terribly real despite his trying to keep a positive front. He glanced over to Xid in the tank and wondered if it would be him in there before long if they didn't escape. The matter of the droid popped up in his head too though it was hopefully concealed from Jayda. Maybe that would allow them to escape such a fate.